An Introduction of Spirit
The Garden of My Heart
In my garden, there is abundant life. Not just the obvious flora - vegetables and fruits - but also fauna. Chickens, ducks, bugs, a cat and dog. Also, the air and soil are alive with the vibrant green and gold of health-giving goodness. There is also a child in my garden who runs free like the summer wind. He carresses leaves and vines, enjoying the wonder of watching things grow. He plucks fresh tomatoes and sucks them, letting the juice run down his chin. He laughs and chases the animals. He is pure joy when he is in the garden.
This is the garden stored away in my heart, waiting to bloom in the light of day. Waiting for me to become all that I am able. I do not need a diety's blessing, or the sactions of any government authority, because I am alive and therefore divine and capable of self-rule. As I live, I grow ever closer to fulfilling my human potential. I am both kinetic and potential. Paradox and simple truth. This is how my garden grows.
In my garden, there is abundant life. Not just the obvious flora - vegetables and fruits - but also fauna. Chickens, ducks, bugs, a cat and dog. Also, the air and soil are alive with the vibrant green and gold of health-giving goodness. There is also a child in my garden who runs free like the summer wind. He carresses leaves and vines, enjoying the wonder of watching things grow. He plucks fresh tomatoes and sucks them, letting the juice run down his chin. He laughs and chases the animals. He is pure joy when he is in the garden.
This is the garden stored away in my heart, waiting to bloom in the light of day. Waiting for me to become all that I am able. I do not need a diety's blessing, or the sactions of any government authority, because I am alive and therefore divine and capable of self-rule. As I live, I grow ever closer to fulfilling my human potential. I am both kinetic and potential. Paradox and simple truth. This is how my garden grows.
